Book Cover Credit- @badbitty10 Book one to the Romano's Crime Organization Series. (18+) In which a rookie detective, Diamond Lee, ends up in the wrong location at the wrong time and is captured by one of Don Romano, the most powerful and merciless don according to the other seven Sicilian-American criminal familia(s), associates. She is brought to Don Romano by his associate, but things swiftly devolve as he attempts to protect her from the men of several crime organizations who are seeking to harm her. For Detective Lee, the reason remains unsolved to why he spared her life. Their difficult bond begins to shift as Mister Romano desired more than just information from her, resulting in a tangled love affair. His regret intensifies as he learns she is beginning to affect his emotions and his way of working in crime. --- "I kill those who deserve to be killed, doll," ---

"The Underground Fighter and His Childhood Best Friend" ❦ Sasha "Kayo" Sokolov is a Russian fighter who was sent to America at a young age. One day, he met a young girl by the name of Everleigh Wilson, who taught him how to speak English, and helped him with his studies. They bonded so easily and became the best of friends. Years passed, and Sasha disappeared. Everleigh had to go on with life without her best friend. Until one lonely night when she saw the one man she loved more than anything beating another man to death. - "What happened to the boy I used to know?" she questioned, shutting her eyes at the feel of his hand traveling up her dress. He was so close to her throbbing core, and she hated how much she wanted him to touch her, enter her, ruin her. Sasha smirked sadistically. "He's gone, kitten. And he's never coming back." ❦ 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

updates starting again in June Walking past his office door, I hear him talk to someone, and I know he's in a meeting. Karma is a bitch, Alessandro. I walk back into his room, and grab the new white lace set I bought yesterday and wear it. It leaves little to nothing to the imagination. I enter his office, but don't make eye contact with him. I look through his bookshelf, and grab a book, and sit in the chair opposite him. His eyes devour me, and I know that if I looked up at him right now, I would see frustration and lust in his eyes. My arm accidentally drops a pen on the floor and it lands right by his foot. I get off my chair to get it, and end up under the desk. My hand caresses his thigh, and I feel him become tense as his breath hitches. His arm falls under the table, as a warning sign, and I simply grab his hand into mine. Unzipping his pants slowly, and taking out his cock from his boxers, is easy. He's almost fully hard, already, and I use my hands to get him fully hard. My tongue lightly touches the base of his dick, and I hear him release a quiet moan. He's going to make me pay, once he's done with his meeting. That's for sure.

"Just don't tell anyone ok? it would only make trouble" he said, a serious set on his brow. "For who me or you?" I asked looking straight at him. His jaw clinched and his face reddened with anger again. He's always had a short temper. Was I taking my new found confidence too far too quickly? "Listen here SERVENT GIRL! I not losing my throne to this! don't pretend you didn't like.." I cut him off. "Oooh PLEASE you think that grape between your legs had any effect on me?" I lied "Grape? " He said walking up to me Oh no He grabbed my forearm and pulled me in. His hand around my waist. "Be a good girl and hold still" Before I could respond he has turned me around and had one hand around my waist and one inching up my thigh.

Eliza is a young, black jazz singer in 1920s New York City. Despite growing up sheltered, she begins to work at at Speakeasy during the prohibition era. Her life changes when she meets an Irish gangster by the name of William McGill. When they begin a heated affair, Eliza questions if she will ever become accustomed to his lifestyle. When * appears, it means that there are sexual themes in that chapter. Warning: Sexual content, alcohol, other adult themes

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 | fidelity ( BWWM ) /fɪˈdɛlɪti/ noun faithfulness to a person, cause, or belief, demonstrated by continuing loyalty and support. ____________________________ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎 Vitale, Capo Dei Capi of the Famiglia, had rarely shown interest in any woman. He was ruthless; a merciless killer; the blood staining his hands crimson was more than enough to put the devil to shame. 𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐀 DuPont was no angel; most of her life she'd spent running from the mafia lifestyle she'd been forced into. However, after she stumbles into Alessandro's life via arranged marriage, Arya finds that his darkness lures her in, no matter how hard she tries to disconnect from it. ____________________________ 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐋 : @_Sjvwe • This book is wonderful. I have no words. @Billionarebo • FIDELITY IS FKNG AMAZING

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

"She's perfect Dean, you've got to see her up close, her lips look so soft and she's gotten so curvy since when she used to come down here for the summers" he says. "I'm gonna go over now" I say making my way out of the kitchen. My father puts his hand up stopping me by my chest. "No give her some time to settle in a little, you don't want to scare her, she's a nervous little thing" he says with a smirk on his face. I look into his eyes and I can tell he's being genuine. "Ok I'll wait, I don't want to scare her away, I just want her so bad... I've never wanted something this bad in my life, I have to have her!! I've been waiting for years!!!" I yell running my shaking fingers through my hair. "I know son, so have I" When a new opportunity comes knocking on Sienne's door she wastes no time moving south for it. Sienne packs up her life and moves to Georgia into her late grandmothers home. Coming down for summers her entire life, she remembers the neighborhood being full of boring old people, but she may have overlooked what was brewing just next door. While in her new home she can't help but to feel watched. Could it be the elderly man across the street? The sweet yet nosey older woman next door? Or could it be the calm and charismatic father and son to the right of her? What lies next door might change her life just as much as this new job has...maybe even more.

When a orphan French woman cannot get a job, she meets a woman that can provide her a job but the only thing is, she'll work for a Mafia Don Started: May 26, 2021 Finished: ?? **I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES SHOWN **

WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS ABUSE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. He stopped in front of me and grabbed a strand of my hair twisting and playing with it. Tears managed to escape from my eyes as I just stared at the ground every breath, seeming like it was my last one. He lifted up my chin making me look into his eyes as he wiped my tears from my face. I tried to say something...anything but my voice and anxiety wouldn't let me. "Why are you walking this late?" He said in a devilish-like voice. I looked at the ground tapping my feet together not saying a word. I looked back into his eyes realizing a smirk was plastered on his face when a deep chuckle erupted from his deep voice, his adams-apple began to bobble. In a second he grabbed my waist pulling me into his chest leaning down close to my ear. "I gave you money I would've thought by now you would've gotten a place to stay for the time being. Yet I still see you on the streets, didn't I tell you I didn't want to see you again?" "I just wanted to use the money wisely." I said nervously as I started to fidget my fingers. His face suddenly turned cold. I felt his grip on me tighten, how can someone change moods so quickly? I waited for him to say something but instead he stared at me intensely. ... Do you believe that things happen unexpectedly for reason or is it all just stupidity.